I dreamed of you
last night
and the coldness,
woke me up
early this morning.
With the first light
that draws stripes
through the small window,
my first thoughts
touched you.
This morning the sun
was high up in the sky
and I prayed
for you
to love me more
and right through the day,
my thoughts
stayed with you.
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